Page 24 of The Dire Reaction

Nodding, she half opens her eyes to focus on me. Her blown pupils tighten when she fixes her gaze.

Fuck, I love this view, my face buried between her legs, hers framed by her breasts covered in a red blush of lust and ecstasy.

“Good, because I want to fuck every inch of you.” With renewed vigor, I attack her wet clit, watching her reaction.

Her eyes open wider as the sensation and my words move within her. Her lips make a perfect “O” shape that makes my cock leak again onto the floor. The knit in her brow fades when I slide my index finger into her tight little pussy.

Holy hell, I should have started with my pinky. Her body spasms and seizes me like a Chinese finger trap. Her hips buck as another orgasm rockets through her. The moans that loose from her throat strip another stream of burning cum from my cock.

“You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.” Standing against her, I leave one of her trembling legs draped over my shoulder. The weight of her ankle near my neck draws me and I can't resist nibbling on the soft skin of her achilles.

Kicking off my soaked jeans, my cock jumps in proximity to her. I can feel the weight of her eyes as she takes me in for the first time. A little flash of panic passes over her heated features, then her lids drop. A teasing smile turns up her lip.

“Maybe I want it to hurt a little.” She wiggles her bottom closer to me, brushing the tip of my dick with her wet folds. Shock waves roll through me at her words and the sensation.

Her heel digs into me, fighting to drag me to her.

Palming my leaking cock, I feel it’s as hard as granite. The head flares already, begging to lock into her, to fill her until she explodes.

“Since you asked so nicely.” I rub my engorged head along her slit, slicking myself with her abundant juices, then grab her hips with bruising force and I slam my length into her tight sheath.

Lights flash behind my eyes, and my legs feel like they’re going to give out. My stomach tightens, and I can feel myself spurting within her. My hips jerk of their own mind, the friction rubbing fire along my length.

Her moans fill my ears, her body spasming around me. Like a vice, the muscles of her pussy clamp down on me, her pulsing walls milking me as I flood her.

The intensity is overwhelming. It’s like the shower all over again. My nuts ache as they pump into her, and searing ribbons of cum leak around my embedded cock and trickle down my thighs. I hear a low roar, and realize it’s me crying out. I can’t tell if it’s pleasure or agony anymore. Her body quivers and trembles beneath me, and wave after wave of gripping paralysis locks down on me and releases.

Weakly, she leans backwards, falling across a second saddle as her body rocks against me.

Like trying to yank a cork from a wine bottle, I finally withdraw my swollen cock, fighting the pull of her body as it fights against us to keep me lodged deep within her.

“Holy shit,” I hear her whisper. Her arm falls limply over her eyes.

Cum leaks from my raging cock, still rigid despite the gallons I feel I’ve lost. Waves of heat roll from her wet center, enticing me back for more.

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet.” I murmur, my hands running down her shivering body.

Like an addict wanting more, I flip her over so she’s on her stomach across the saddle. Her legs hanging, her perfect little ass sticking up into the air.

Kneeing her apart, I’m drawn to the husky pink rose of her folds, glistening from our combined pleasure. Diving my fingers back against her, she leaps when I find her sensitive clit. Tendrils of sweat cling to the writhing muscles of her back. Her shoulders arch, the blades cutting through the warming air as the trembling begins again.

As I stroke my palm up her supple back, she purrs a moan of pleasure that tickles into my hand. The pulse in her neck flutters against my finger when I arch her up and drive my cock into her soaking wet entrance again.

“Sam!” she screams, her walls stretching and crashing in a binding lock around me. Fighting through the spasms, I drive myself over and over into her. With each thrust, another release exploding from my loins. Sweet agony, each orgasm is stronger than the preceding until I feel like my nuts are cramping, my stomach is in knots, my chest aches, and I feel I’m going to pass out.

And still I drive my cock into her. My thumb works along the edges of her slit until I find the tight star of her ass. Drawing her slick juices with me, circling her tight portal, I push into her.

She stiffens for a moment in spite of the tremors shaking through her body. The sensation kicks in when I flex beyond the ribbon of muscle.

Her entire body contracts and a surge of her juices flood over me in a wave of fire, dripping down my legs. “Oh, my god!” she screams as her legs clamp around me and her back contorts into ribbons of tightened lines as she reaches back, clinging to the saddlehorn.

It’s like every orgasm I have experienced suddenly pales in comparison. Magma erupts from me. My spine feels like it is being ripped through my body. Every fiber stretches and screams, sucked into the gripping violence of her climax.

We both slump forward, our bodies spent. Heaving breaths shudder through us. My chest is pressed against her back, sticking in our slick sheen of sweat. Small aftershocks tremor through us, but thankfully, my cock softens and falls from her now tranquil sheath.

My eyes trace the length of her side, following the curve of her hip, and back up over her glorious ass. She has two perfect dimples that crest right above the small of her back. My thumb is drawn to them, circling them in fascination. These two perfect imprints are like they are made for my palms to grip when I’m behind her.

Feathering my lips between her shoulder blades, I feel her quiver as a shiver runs beneath my kisses.

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